Stevie McFarland – Markie Morelli


A double treat today from talented author Stevie McFarland who also writes under the penname , Markie Morelli.

 “Come sundown two days from now you will belong to me.  You’ll be my bride and I can hardly wait.”

Title: The Rancher and Carrie Ann, Come Sundown Book 1

Author: Stevie MacFarlane

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Carrie Ann Meadows is a dreamer, a bit of a schemer, and the prettiest girl in Centerville. If she’d get her nose out of those damn dime novels now and then, she might realize that standing right in front of her is a flesh and blood man willing to do his best to turn her highly unlikely romantic notions into reality.

It’s not until Micah MacPherson stealthy purchases one of those books that he realizes he’s a far cry from the kind of man his Carrie Ann is dreaming about. He’s a rancher who has little time for courting a woman as it is. He doesn’t own fancy cravats, he can’t quote poetry, and he sure as hell isn’t on some social registry for highfalutin fops and dandies.

Micah loves Carrie Ann and he’s waited for her to grow up, but his patience is nearly at its end.  She’s either going to marry him, or he’ll be pleased to give her what she so richly deserves and set his sights elsewhere.  Surely somewhere there’s a woman who would appreciate a hard-working and devoted rancher with his eye on marriage.


Tossing out the rest of his coffee he went upstairs.  He picked up her clothes and straightened the table where she’d written last night, his eyes skimming the words of her dime novel.

Hmm, she was remarkably explicit in describing there first time as man and wife.

“Mitchell touched her softly, his rough hands stroking her pale skin in the moonlight.  Cynthia bit her lip and held her breath waiting for the pain she’d been told was coming.  Instead she gasped in wonder at the pleasure stealing through her body.

     He made small, satisfied noises.  She tensed for a few moments until he whispered of her loveliness and how fortunate he felt to have made her his wife.  His words soothed her.  She felt valued, treasured.  Surely, he would not hurt one so long sought after.  She relaxed in his strong arms, trusting him to know what to do, trusting him to make the sweet ache that threatened to consume her go away.”

Straightening, Micah set the papers back down, brushing his damp hands on his jeans.  He sure as hell hoped he was Mitchell and she was Cynthia!




Finn wasn’t looking for a bride.  In fact, he wasn’t looking for a relationship at all.  He simply wanted to play house, sort of.

Title: Finn’s Plan: Book One: Find Her

Author: Markie Morelli

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“You can’t buy me, Finn,” she replied. “Money doesn’t mean that much to me. I’ll admit I’m attracted to you, but don’t try to ‘make me’ do anything. I may be small and easy to get along with, but I can be feisty as well. And stubborn,” she added, thoughtfully.
“I’m counting on that,” he answered cryptically.

Billionaire Finley Tremont is a man of action and he has plans, big plans for his new bride, Trisha. He wants more than a traditional marriage, much more. Putting on the brakes will be difficult for him, but that’s exactly what he needs to do. Each step must by measured, designed to make her crave the same things he does. He adores her, aches for her, and now that she’s agreed to become his wife, Finn intends to take Trisha into a world he’s only dreamed about.
As a brilliant CEO, Finn is used to overcoming obstacles to get what he wants, and he wants to be her husband and daddy. Let her be naughty and rebellious if she wants to; he hungers for the challenge and a chance to prove that he is more than master enough. In the end, he’s going to win her undying love.


Finn crawled onto the bed and pulled her into his arms, cuddling her against his frame.

“Poor naughty baby,” he cooed.  “I guess sassing me and stomping your foot when you don’t get your way isn’t such a good idea, is it?”

“No,” she wailed into his neck as he rubbed her back, not caring if he touched her hot little ass or not.

“And you won’t do it again, will you?” he asked with a little chuckle.  “At least not right away.”

“No,” she cried again, scooting as close to him as she could. Whether she was feeling particularly needy or  simply wanting to get away from his rubbing hand, he couldn’t be sure.

“Would you like me to make you feel better?” he asked.

Trish didn’t answer.

He stopped rubbing and used his hand to tip her chin up, forcing her to meet his eyes.

“How?” she whispered with a sniffle.

With gentle hands he began to rub from her foot to her upper thigh.

She sighed.

He moved her legs further apart and bent them, placing her feet on the bed.  Then he began to kiss them, first one, then the other, working up from her calves, pleased when she let them fall open.

Her panties were long gone, her soft thighs beckoned him closer and he could now smell the sweet scent of her.  As he got nearer to her core he licked each inch of her flesh before nipping it, drawing sharp gasps from her lips.

“Easy baby, it’s all right. You’re going to like this,” he assured her, inching higher on the bed. Carefully he moved, readjusted her feet until her thighs were spread wide, giving him better access. Then he made his move.  His mouth hovered directly over her clit where he licked her sweetly for a while before sucking it into his mouth.

Trish stiffened and cried out.  Immediately Finn raised his head.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked sharply.

“No, but…”

“Then be still.  I’ve wanted to taste you for a long time, little one.  Let me,” he insisted, lowering his head once again.  He could tell this was new to her.  Every inch of her body was tense and he knew she was deciding whether she liked it or not.

There was so much to teach her, he realized.  So many things she had yet to experience and he was thrilled to be the one to instruct her.  He nibbled and sucked alternately until she began to lift her hips.

“Oh baby, you taste so good,” he sighed, kissing her thighs again.  “I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough of you.  Do you like this, sweetheart?” he asked, although her head thrashing back and forth on the pillow was a good indication she did.  Her hands grasped the bedclothes, tight.

“Is Daddy making you feel better?” he cooed before sucking her into his mouth and lashing her clit with his tongue.

If she’d heard the title he used, she didn’t acknowledge it.  Trish simply sighed, shivered, and lifted her hips once again.  She was his.  He took his time.


Author Bio

Best-Selling author Markie Morelli, aka Stevie MacFarlane, has been writing in her spare time for more than twenty years.  It wasn’t until 2012 that she decided to submit some of her work for publication.  Since then she has been nominated for several awards and has frequently hit Amazon’s list of Most Popular Erotic authors. While most of her stories are on the sweet side, she never fails to add just enough kink and humor to keep her loyal fans clamoring for more.

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